Chapter 1250

Song Xuan goes inside. No one dares to pull her. Old lady Tang glares at her and waits for song Xuan to follow her in a hurry. This is a wild creature who knows nothing about heaven and earth!

Song Xuan walked very fast, and soon got to the second floor and to the gate of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is usually open. If she goes into a deserted place, she goes directly into it, and a smell of feudal decadence comes to her face.

She murmured, it's 90's, and it's less than 10 years before the new century. The old lady is still asking for blood and blood. She probably still lives in feudal society.

Regardless of this, song Xuan picks up the incense on the desk and plans to light it on the candle.

Tang Laofu snatched the incense from her hand and exclaimed in a cold voice: "what are you? The ancestors of the Tang family don't need you to pay homage."

Song Xuan chuckled: "isn't the ancestor of Tang family my ancestor? I am my father's daughter. Why can't I offer incense? "

Tang Laofu threw the incense in his hand and snorted: "as long as I don't die for one day, you don't want to use the Tang family's descendants to enter the Tang family's genealogy. Even Qingru said, it's no use. He only admitted your identity verbally last time. Your name didn't appear in the Tang family's genealogy."

Oh, who is rare.

Song Xuan snorted in her heart and said, "grandma..."

Mrs. Tang was furious: "shut up! Don't call me grandma again

This is a shame to her. The existence of the wild species in front of her shows that there is an imperfect period in her life. Only that thing is not completely under her control. She always likes to control everything.

But since the arrival of Yu Jin, or since the arrival of these two small wild species.

Everything was like a runaway horse, out of her control.

It just drives her crazy.

Song Xuan said with a smile: "you don't like me. That's your business. I should ask for courtesy, or I want it, grandma You have to think, when can you live? Now you're over seventy. How about seventy? It seems like seventy-four. You can still manage Tang family genealogy for many years. Have you ever thought about it? After you have gone back to the hundred years, who do you think the Tang family has the final say? Isn't that what our father has the final say?

With a slap, Mrs. Tang was very angry and slapped her: "don't be wishful thinking. Before you die, I will leave my last words. Qingru will not listen to me, or I will tell him that I will not die in peace."

Song Xuan just sat on the ground, looked up at her, and laughed: "is it? Does grandma think my dad will listen to you? When you were alive, he would only care about us. If you were not there, he would welcome us into the Tang family immediately. "

Old lady Tang is already in a state of madness.

This is what she cares about most. She was born in 1918, while the feudal society in China ended in 1911. She was born at that time. She was basically feudal. She valued the lintel, blood and blood as much as the ancient royal family.

How can she tolerate a common people such as Yu Jin marrying into a powerful Tang family? How can we tolerate the two little cheap species born by Yu Jin? Even more impossible to endure these two small cheap kinds of scenery infinite, recognize the ancestors.

No, she can't stand it!

Song Xuan continued to stimulate her: "Dad likes my sister and me very much. Grandma, you can't stop dad from recognizing our decision!"

Mrs. Tang finally lost her mind and roared, "that's enough!"

With that, both hands swept the candle burning on the desk to song Xuan